The Apology from My Ex and His Mistress novel Chapter 80

Stephanie didn’t pay attention to what Roxanne said, she just looked Roxanne up and down in that black dress.

The dress really did have a wedding gown design, with delicate layers of lace wrapping around her. It looked beautiful.

The rumors online were true.

Maxwell was always a low–key guy, but this time he showed up so high–profile, and even brought Roxanne dressed like that.

What was he thinking?

Was it that you didn’t notice, or did you let it slide on purpose?

Or, were you just in a hurry to go public with Roxanne?

They didn’t even care about their cooling–off period?

Thinking of this, Stephanie lowered her eyes a little, and she turned

away.

“Roxanne, you didn’t have to tell me that.”

“It was your business if you wanted to buy that Tanzanite, and it was my business if I wanted to bid. You and I, each relied on our own abilities.”

She said softly.

Roxanne just let out a cold laugh: “Each on their own skills? Serena, that’s really boring of you to say.”

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“You and I both got in because of men, so of course we had to look at the men behind us. Maxwell was better than Jeremiah, so that meant I was better than you.”

Stephanie was fed up with Roxanne’s attitude and didn’t want to deal with her. She just turned and walked away.

“Serena, this was your last chance!” Roxanne’s voice came from behind, “You were definitely going to lose, and it was going to be a total defeat! I was waiting for you to beg me!”

Stephanie paused for a moment, but that was it.

Didn’t want to run into anyone else in the hallway, so Stephanie turned and went up to the little rooftop garden on the third floor.

There were a lot of people in the little garden, like business big shots, top collectors, and famous actors, all gathered here.

They held wine glasses in their hands, the champagne inside bubbling in different colors, and with every nod and every clink, it seemed like they reached some kind of understanding again.

The lights in the rooftop garden were elegant and romantic, and the sound of the piano floated in the wind.

Cups clinked together.

Red lights and green wine.

Maybe it was just describing this very moment.

Stephanie walked to the corner alone, grabbed a glass of champagne, took a small sip, and then just stood there in the wind.

There were constant murmurs all around.

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“The third item today was also nice, it was the diary of a seriously ill little girl that I specially found, I thought it was worth keeping.”

“Actually, I also thought that you could see a bit of artistic talent in many kids‘ drawings, but their situation just didn’t let them keep growing well.”

“Hope this charity auction brought them some warmth.”

“The charity auction dinner hosted by the Conway Group was pretty good. They had to set aside a huge amount of money every year to support charity anyway, so there was no need to worry about the funds not being used properly.”

“That’s good. In the second half, which competitors did you guys like?”

“Forget about whether they’re competitors or not, I just wanted to see who would win between 888 and 823!”

“I was too, I was too, that was so exciting!”

“Should we start a bet and see who wins?”

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Everyone wanted to place bets. The people who had just been whispering were all excited now.

One by one, they were eager to give it a try.

Stephanie just leaned against the edge and let all the noise happen over there.

At that moment, suddenly, a shadow blocked the light.

Stephanie slowly turned around and saw Maxwell frowning at her.

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Behind him was the endless noisy sound of gambling, and his eyes were as dark as the night.

Then Maxwell spoke up: “Why did you do that?”

Both of them knew they were talking about bidding for that Tanzanite.

Stephanie didn’t answer, just looked into his dark eyes and asked back; “What about you? Why did you do it? For Roxanne?”

Maxwell didn’t answer, his lips pressed tightly together.

Before the other person asked this question, he had never really thought about his own motives.

Just like his life, a lot of times, he just thought he should do something

and did it.

That was already enough for him.

But when this masked woman asked if it was Roxanne, his heart didn’t

agree.

Actually, he just didn’t want that piece of Tanzanite to end up in someone else’s hands.

That’s all.

As for why he didn’t want to, he didn’t know.

The woman in front of him looked really thin. The wind upstairs was strong. Seeing her skinny, paper–like figure, for some reason, he said, “Has it always been like this?”

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